novelsmap Chapter 1321 - 639:
Chapter 1321 - 639:
He quickly looked up, his eyes revealing a rare sense of shock.
"Senior brother, do you know this ’Black Tide’?"
Fang Cheng saw this, took out a tissue, and naturally handed it over.
Wei Zheng took the tissue and wiped away the water stains on the table, took a deep breath to calm his emotions:
"It’s a very mysterious organization, the Special Search Team has only barely touched on a bit of their intel in recent years, and very few people know of their existence."
Ma Donghe, who was at the scene at the time, also heard Grey Eagle introduce the masked man as the vice chairman of the Black Tide Organization, became interested, and leaned forward slightly:
"Brother Wei, tell us more, what exactly are these people up to?"
"A bunch of mentally ill lunatics."
Wei Zheng’s brows were tightly furrowed, his tone revealing disgust:
"They constantly proclaim that the end of the world is coming, using the pretext of searching for a Savior to incite people’s hearts everywhere, behaving in an extremely radical manner."
"Strictly speaking, they are somewhat like the ancient Maitreya Sect and White Lotus Sect, also believing in the absurd doctrine of ’Red Sun’s Catastrophe and the Bright King as Savior’, using bizarre teachings to win over people’s hearts, their whereabouts are extremely mysterious."
"However, according to the intelligence, they are not many in number and their area of influence is limited. Usually, they stay hidden, causing no major disturbances. Unexpectedly, this time they dared to infiltrate the West Mountain Forbidden Area..."
Wei Zheng shook his head and immediately stopped.
Clearly unwilling to linger on this sensitive topic.
He straightened his back, his expression turning serious:
"As your senior brother, there are things I must reveal to you, which is the main purpose of my conversation with you this time."
"In the next period, the Internal Investigation Department people are highly likely to question you routinely. You two aren’t graduates from the official police academy, your identities are naturally suspect, especially since Donghe is seriously injured, they will certainly pay extra attention to you."
Saying this, Wei Zheng leaned forward, his gaze intensely focused on the two:
"Remember, the people from the Internal Investigation Department are smiling tigers who eat people without spitting bones. Whatever they ask, stick to what happened that night, do not make guesses about what you didn’t see, do not speak carelessly about what you didn’t hear!"
"As long as your statement matches the actual investigation, they will not come after you, understand?"
"As for the masked man and the Black Tide Organization, just pretend you don’t know, I’ll report this matter to the Intelligence Department myself."
Fang Cheng looked at Wei Zheng’s serious demeanor.
Understanding that this senior brother suspects they might be involved with the disturbances from that night, yet still bears pressure, considering the situation of his junior brothers, and sets up an escape route for them.
Fang Cheng hesitated slightly before solemnly nodding:
"Rest assured, senior brother, we know the importance of this, we certainly won’t speak recklessly."
Ma Donghe wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously, repeatedly assuring:
"Brother Wei, rest assured a thousand times, except for that wild boar on that night, I saw nothing else, whoever says half a word of nonsense will be a fool!"
Seeing his two junior brothers obey obediently, Wei Zheng’s tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
He picked up his teacup again, took a small sip, and sighed:
"As long as you listen. That person who caused such a ruckus in West Mountain is certainly an exceptional powerhouse."
"For ordinary agents like us, the further away from such deity-level conflicts, the better."
"Senior brother is absolutely right."
Fang Cheng smiled slightly, expressing his agreement.
Wei Zheng also nodded, straightening his sitting posture:
"Alright, listen to these confidential situations and let them rot in your stomach. When you officially join, there will be many troublesome matters ahead."
He glanced over the two, earnestly advising:
"The water within the Special Search Team is very deep, each department – Action Department, Intelligence Department, Research Department – has its own interests. You’re newcomers, speak less, do more."
"Especially you, Donghe, tone down your impulsive temper, don’t speak recklessly, don’t be manipulated and help others count money for free."
Ma Donghe chuckled, patting his sturdy chest:
"Brother Wei, rest assured, my greatest trait is taking advice. Besides, if trouble arises in the future, I’ll definitely run together with Ah Cheng."
"Useless!"
Wei Zheng glared at him, jokingly cursed:
"If you encounter unsolvable trouble in the future, feel free to come to me. If I can’t handle it, there’s still Director Shi above me, surely not letting you suffer any injustice."
"Thank you for your support, senior brother."
Fang Cheng picked up the purple clay teapot, tilted his wrist, filling Wei Zheng’s cup with tea again.
The warm aroma of tea spread between the two.
Wei Zheng took the cup, nodding slightly.
He looked at Fang Cheng’s serene face, his thoughts suddenly drifting back to a few months ago, to that morning.
Back then in Tianxin Village at the foot of the mountain, Fang Cheng only wore a pair of red boxer shorts, swaggering down the mountain path.
At that time, Fang Cheng, bathed in the post-rain sunlight, stood tall and straight, his eyes bright.
As if a piece of uncarved but already dazzling jade, profoundly revealing a scorching Life Force.
This junior brother, not only possesses extraordinary Martial Arts talent but also remarkably stable temperament.
In time, it will surely write a significant Chapter in the history of the Special Search Team and even the history of Xia Country.
Thinking of this, much of the heaviness in Wei Zheng’s heart dissipated.
He drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, his tone becoming relaxed again:
"Let’s not talk about these unpleasant things. When you officially enter the Special Search Team, I’ll arrange a welcoming banquet for you."
He leaned back into the sofa cushion, joking with a smile:
"You know, the cafeteria at the Special Search Team Headquarters is famously good. The braised lion’s head on the first floor and the roast lamb chops on the third floor are exceptional. Once we finish the onboarding procedures next week, I’ll take you there for a real feast."
Ma Donghe’s eyes lit up:
"That sounds awesome. We’ll have to eat to our heart’s content and generously treat Brother Wei!"
Fang Cheng exchanged a knowing smile with the two of them, and the atmosphere among the tea seats completely relaxed.
Wei Zheng began to tell them about which cafeteria dishes were the best in the Special Search Team and some interesting gossip about the people there.
Time quietly slipped away amidst the small talk.
Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened.
A few strands of orange light filtered through the glass window, casting warm patches of color on the floor tiles.
Shortly after five in the afternoon, the door to the east wing room finally opened.
"Oh, I can’t take it anymore, my back hurts from sitting."
Li Zhenhua came out, rubbing his lower back.
Although he complained of pain, his face was glowing, obviously having had great luck today.
Shi Chengyi and Dong Yunchuan also emerged, chatting and laughing.
Ma Jianguo followed behind, twirling two walnuts in his hand.
"Old Li’s card skills are really impressive today. Old Ma, Old Dong, and I really lost big time."
Shi Chengyi laughed as he put on his coat and zipped it up.
"Thanks for showing mercy, it’s all your generosity."
Li Zhenhua laughed loudly and modestly said a few words.
Seeing that they were about to leave, he quickly stepped forward to stop them:
"It’s dinner time. Why don’t we just stay home for a quick meal and have a drink?"
Hearing the commotion, Li Biyun also came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands with an apron, inviting:
"Yes, the ingredients are all ready. I’ll start cooking right away, it’ll be quick."
Shi Chengyi waved his hand, politely declining:
"No, I have a meeting to attend tonight, I really can’t get away."
Ma Jianguo followed up:
"I need to go home, I have herbs drying that need to be collected, and Old Dong and I will discuss some things on the way."
Dong Yunchuan also nodded with a smile:
"Next time then, sorry for the disruption this afternoon, we’ll host next time."
Seeing that all three indeed had commitments, Li Zhenhua couldn’t insist, so he let it go.
Everyone walked to the courtyard gate, exchanging goodbyes.
"Ah Cheng, Donghe."
Before getting in the car, Shi Chengyi turned around, looking earnestly at the two young men:
"You’ll report to headquarters on the 20th. The road is long. Work hard and don’t let us old folks down."
"Yes, Director Shi."
The two replied in unison.
The black executive sedan and Ma Donghe’s SUV drove away one after another, gradually disappearing at the end of the old street.
The courtyard, which had been noisy all day, finally returned to tranquility.
Li Biyun and Li Dingjian tidied up the mess in the dining room, the sound of water clattering in the sink.
Fang Cheng stood alone under the grape arbor in the courtyard, taking a deep breath of the evening breeze with a hint of plant fragrance.
The last dark red glow of the sunset lingered on the horizon, outlining the silhouette of distant rooftops.
He turned his head, looking through the bright glass window at his busy but smiling mother, uncle, and grandfather sipping tea on the wicker chair.
The reason he chose to join the Special Search Team and seek an official role, in essence, was to safeguard these happy and peaceful days.
If anyone dared to reach out and ruin all this, whether it was a hidden organization in the shadows or an influential noble family, financial group, or military institution.
Fang Cheng slowly closed his fingers, clenched them into a fist.
He would crush them all, skin and bone, completely!